On a cold misty night

On the corner of Haight

She stood with a Colt 45 

The gun in her hand

Awaiting her man

A victim to take by surprise 



She's the Golden Gate Park killer

She's the scourge of 'Frisco bay

Where she got herself beat up and left for dead

By a man she felt true love for

But who left her out of hand

Now she's out to take revenge on every man

As she stands there with a pistol in her hand 



The victim arrives

She looks in his eyes

He goes for the gun in her hand 



Karl Malden was great (unlike the film, though)

But just a bit late (this was the real show)

And got it right between the eyes 



She's the Golden Gate Park killer

She's the scourge of 'Frisco bay

Where she got herself beat up and left for dead

By a man she felt true love for

But who left her out of hand

Now she's out to take revenge on every man

As she stands there with a pistol in her hand